Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull violet iron scale mail. Her white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. In her 18th year, her parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Sybil alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and she is greedy

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 gp. Jade (120 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This western man is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and blue handkerchief worn on his left side. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a very tight haircut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born in the west. Roland was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Butcher. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She has done her best to style her golden hair to look like a famous performer. Her gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Sybil took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. After a long history of fighting, Sybil and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Wymar was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp.